He reached out for me, his hands enveloping my waist, and spoke with a mix of affection and urgency. "I want you to be my mistress so that I can protect you. If you're not tied to anyone as a mistress, you'll become collateral when everything falls apart."
My mind was in a whirlwind as I swallowed hard. What was happening? The situation seemed impossible to comprehend.
I longed for an answer, but deep down, I knew it was unlikely. No one, not even the man standing before me, would provide me with that clarity.
His intense gaze never wavered as his hands remained firmly on my breasts. I could hear his breathing, so close to my ears, enticing me to surrender and accept his proposal.
Becoming his mistress wasn't entirely a ludicrous idea. It could offer protection and grant me access to valuable information I needed. Or perhaps I should have considered Alpha Eliot's proposal, given his status as an Alpha king…
